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It does look like the cyclist was being a bit of a self-righteous dickhead, taking up the whole lane and not letting anybody by, but holy fuckety fuck fuck what that bus driver did was Insane.
I ride daily myself - in fact I biked through central London for years too so I know what traffic there is like - but I'm all about give and take: be aware, let people pass when I can, pass them when I can.
I ride daily myself - in fact I biked through central London for years too so I know what traffic there is like - but I'm all about give and take: be aware, let people pass when I can, pass them when I can.
Stephen Breyer fucked with the wrong Mexican
I totally believe that smoking while high increases the risk of accidents, because when you're high things look weird and different and tend to freak you out. The few times I've done it, things like turning left at a traffic light get weird: you make the turn, but as you complete the turn you pass under a red light and suddenly you're like, whoah, WTF, that light is red! I'm doing something wrong! But by the same toke(n) you tend to compensate by being really cautious, so I would guess that the accidents would be of the low speed fender bender variety: misjudging distances or turning radius or the like.
Highway driving is different. When you're just cruising on and on for hours in like the Prairies or someplace boring, smoking a bowl can be a good way to pass the time, and there's not a whole lot you need to do, just keep the car pointing straight ahead.
I live in Halifax btw, and can report that a *lot* of people here smoke while driving. I ride a bike to work, when the weather's ok, and morning and evening will pass by vehicles that are just billowing that sweet sweet aroma. OK for them I guess, but not something I would do while driving in city traffic.
Highway driving is different. When you're just cruising on and on for hours in like the Prairies or someplace boring, smoking a bowl can be a good way to pass the time, and there's not a whole lot you need to do, just keep the car pointing straight ahead.
I live in Halifax btw, and can report that a *lot* of people here smoke while driving. I ride a bike to work, when the weather's ok, and morning and evening will pass by vehicles that are just billowing that sweet sweet aroma. OK for them I guess, but not something I would do while driving in city traffic.
I wonder if he's going to represent himself?
Oreo Golden Sippers (in Canada) are one of the best things in my life right now. They are so melt in your mouth tasty - and I don't even like the cookies that much. These straws are a different confectionery entirely. I'm not sure why Kraft (?) doesn't sell them everywhere. Maybe the factory that makes them (I think it's in Spain; yes I like them so much I've done the research) doesn't have the capacity?
It's the Angry Birds I tells ya.
Aaa-ooo-ga
This isn't so much Fear Factor anymore as How Far Will You Degrade Yourself For Money?
Jeez, Nancy, just keep quiet about this until say, October.
Wow, I love this boat.
Except for that after-market helipad.
Except for that after-market helipad.
That's fucked up. Who hasn't had a bad day and gone and taken it out with a hammer on a nearby fast-food franchise? Only difference is this guy somehow ends up dead.
It's just way too easy for American cops to kill people and get away with it.
It's just way too easy for American cops to kill people and get away with it.
We used to do this when I was working in Lake Louise in the Canadian Rockies- the trains go pretty slow as they head up to Crowsnest Pass - but we'd only ever grab the very last ladder, so that even if you did fall off there'd be no more train behind you.
It's a *huge* adrenalin rush, grabbing that ladder and getting pulled along. Some kids would go all the way over to Field BC, but you'd hear stories about the train not stopping there and people having to go all the way to Golden or Revelstoke before they could get off, so my friends and I would just ride for a few miles.
My roommate got badly banged up once, after he'd hitched a ride all the way back from Calgary (3 hrs), and there was this ski patrol old timer in town who'd been *hit* by the train when he was on acid (and lived to tell the tale) but in general we treated the train with a fair bit of awe and respect.
Anyway, poor girl, I feel really sorry for her, but she sounds pretty cool and seems to have come to terms with things (& we share the same auspicious birthday, as well as used to having done dumb, fun things).
It's a *huge* adrenalin rush, grabbing that ladder and getting pulled along. Some kids would go all the way over to Field BC, but you'd hear stories about the train not stopping there and people having to go all the way to Golden or Revelstoke before they could get off, so my friends and I would just ride for a few miles.
My roommate got badly banged up once, after he'd hitched a ride all the way back from Calgary (3 hrs), and there was this ski patrol old timer in town who'd been *hit* by the train when he was on acid (and lived to tell the tale) but in general we treated the train with a fair bit of awe and respect.
Anyway, poor girl, I feel really sorry for her, but she sounds pretty cool and seems to have come to terms with things (& we share the same auspicious birthday, as well as used to having done dumb, fun things).
So Gawker would have had a 24-hour ...head start
I'd far rather see this Nebraska pipeline go ahead than the Kitimat pipeline, the idea of which is just INSANE.
Buzzing Giglio: a supposedly fun thing the captain will never do again
"Sucks to your Contract-With-Americarrrrr, Piggie"
His broth certificate? Are you suggesting that as well as the usual debates, the 2012 election should pit the rivals in an Iron Chef-style pho cook-off?
As somebody currently banned for life from the US ever since a couple of your awfully zealous border guards found an empty baggy containing a few flecks of marijuana dust in my car in 1997 (also of course occasioning two very pleasant nights in jail and about $1500 in state and federal fines), I find this very hard to believe.
Is that a Peugeot 404? I have never seen one in North America but that was my liberal professor father's car in South Africa all through my childhood. My parents picked it up at the factory in 1969 and he finally sold it in '89 or 90. It's probably still puttering around a township someplace.
